23.5.10

Great Escape


"Thought I could but I just can't wait
Started planning for my great escape
Where I'd live and what I'd leave behind."
-Pat Monahan

One of my best friends in the world is in Costa Rica having the time of her life. It couldn't be a better scenario. She LOVES Spanish and she's speaking it all the time; she LOVES bright colors and shes living in a bright green and orange house; she LOVES taking pictures and what better place to be?! What a lucky girl. Back here at home we're all missing her!
Her adventures make me wonder where I would go if I could go any where in the world... I mean, really. Where would I go? It's like trying to pick which hair on your head is your favorite. There are so many options! Costa Rica, Barcelona, Paris, Zurich, Mulan, Moscow, Sydney, Hong Kong, the Netherlands... that's only a glimps at my list.
I'll let you know when I've finished it. For now, I'll keep listing and missing Haley!

18.5.10

Ah-maze-ing.

"Even though the flower fades, something takes its place.
A marching band on a sunny day, two pretty eyes on a pretty face,"
-James Vincent McMorrow,
And If My Heart Should Somehow Stop
Look him up. Find him here.

Same Home, New Face.

Coming home is a relaxing/frustrating experience. After four hours of fighting for a luggage cart, waiting for elevators, divvying up junk between two cars, last minute packing, an almost flat tire, and eating needed food for fuel, my father and I headed west. Away from good ole Laurel Ave. and toward the destruction of recent flooding. Once home, I saw what the flood really did. Pictures and stories weren't comparable. Baseball diamonds strewed across the outfield like a walking path, the fence around the dugouts dismantled and distorted. More inconvenient than anything, the bridge that connects my little street to the main shops and major roadways in the area is closed and will be so for a year! Damages for that bridge alone will be up to $750,000. That was all the frustrations I've had to get over being home. Now to start with the relaxing part...